Monthly Archives: February 2014


you don’t see me but I am here spinning in a flurry we might call a dance if we were together in this so light it is not falling but a spiral race to earth

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the free market (in memory of my sister, 05/09/1965-02-21/1995)

the year our garden gave too much we sold zucchini at the road five for a dollar my father’s farmer friend drove slow by our table, pretending to cry as we stole his business and we two (capitalists disguised as … Continue reading

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